strings?A Poem by anothermaleidIn rhythm the beats beat The whistler whistles on Silence Bang! You’re afraid, Paranoid Stages, take you down Crawl, walk, run, crawl. You cannot move You do not wish to Dazed, fazed, Or just dead? Strings, attached Attachments, inert Inertia, apathy, Apathy, chained. Strings be damned.
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